When I went to my mom’s this weekend for my brother’s birthday party, I noticed that the next door neighbor’s house is for sale. These neighbors, much like the majority of the block, were never very friendly, although the one girl (of the two), who was older than me, baby-sat me a couple of times, and she seemed nice.
The dad and my dad have gotten into squabbles over the years over stupid crap like us parking in front of their house (even though they don’t own the street, or seemed to care when they parked in front of our house), us going on their lawn (as kids) to retrieve our way-ward balls when playing catch, sprinklers and the water touching their grass (ooo big deal), cigarette butts being flicked onto our lawn and roof from the teenage girls and their friends, etc. Fun times.
Not to mention how the dad would start mowing the lawn at 7 am on a Saturday and not finish until 10 am or later due to all the “breaks” he’d take that involved alcohol. It’s too bad he didn’t run over his own foot, now that I think back on it. The funny thing is, they had a swimming pool that took up the majority of the yard, so I’m not sure what took so long. Personally, I think the guy did it on purpose just to aggravate us because my mom typically slept til noon or later.
Needless to say, they won’t be missed. I took a look on realtor.com to see how much they were asking for the place and couldn’t help but notice how misleading their listing was. Seeing as how their house is set up identically to my parents’ house, I know for a fact that their “dining room” is really the eat-in kitchen and that the family room is really the basement, even though they have them both listed as if they are separate rooms. I feel sorry for the people who waste their time looking at the place. That’s not to say it isn’t updated, as I’m sure it’s more up-to-date than my parents’ house (just think shag carpet, ok?), but to make it seem like this is more square footage than really exists is wrong. Not that I’m surprised – once an a$$, always an a$$. Good to see their a$$es won’t be around much longer, though!
When I was growing up we used to have these people who lived next to us that I never thought anything about until they moved out and the next people moved in, who were reallly nice and told us that when they bought the house, our ex-neighbours gave them a “hint” on us. See we had a german shepard who never was an out of control barker but of course she’d make herself heard if anyone got too close to our fence and their hint was to take a roll and soak it in alcohol and throw it over our fence, that would shut our dog up. From what they told the new people, it seems like they used to do this on an almost daily basis. What asses.